From distant sky on twilight's sea,
Whose particles of light come floating?
What words do they tell; what news do they convey?
Not with language but through glow they speak.
To fathom all that talk, I cannot;
And I cannot preserve that call in my heart.
It comes and goes, then hides in an instant;
But I can understand that He loves me.
Whose are those sparks, oh Who is that Numen;
He conquers mind, and He removes defilement.
Even getting I don't get, even knowing I know not;
I only grasp that He is mixed in everything.
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Monday, March 6, 2023
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He is all that I see and everything I hear.
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